I live broadcast across all realms in the world of immortality

Until now, Feng Changyun's live broadcast has tens of millions of people online every day when it is at its lowest. Many people, even if they are busy, just hang up their accounts in the live broadcast room, turn on the screen recording, and then come back to watch after they are done.

In addition to domestic, countless netizens abroad have also paid attention to her live broadcast room.

Her barrage was mixed with various languages, and the live broadcast room currently does not have a translation function. Even if Feng Changyun saw it, she would not understand what it meant.

When the number of people was large, it once exceeded 80 million, and this number is still rising.

Many people have already started to read her previous live broadcasts, and after completing the knowledge she taught earlier, they went directly to her live broadcast room.

Major news media around the world rushed to report on her live broadcast, which aroused waves of jealousy from foreigners.

They said that Chinese people are good at martial arts, and now they are good. Not only are they good at martial arts, they can fly now, and they also have all kinds of awesome skills.

Even though countless people called on them not to watch the live broadcast, saying that the two worlds should not be connected, no one listened at all.

Who can resist the temptation of cultivating immortality?

At this moment, Feng Changyun had already entered the room closest to her.

The room was also covered with dust, and there were several rows of bookshelves lined up inside, almost filled with books and jade slips.

Feng Changyun picked up a book at hand, which was written in ancient characters. With just one glance, she understood the value of these books.

There are many profound exercises in the Qingfeng Sect's library that have been preserved from ancient times, so she can recognize ancient texts.

What she was holding was a miscellaneous book. Judging from the name, it should record some landscape and human geography.

Feng Changyun did not open it to read. After thinking for a while, she put the book down and returned to the outside of the hall.

She lifted her robe and knelt down towards the golden palace, loudly explaining her purpose before saying: "Juniors will not let the hard work of seniors go to waste. One day, these books will reappear in front of the world. Thank you seniors for your generosity and for your generosity. They left behind so many treasures.”

After saying that, she kowtowed three times before walking back into the hall.

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[I must say, the etiquette of the boss is really perfect]

[Nonsense, if I can master so many skills, my etiquette is better than hers]

[Woooooh, it’s another day to yearn for the world of immortality, and it’s another day to envy the big man with his real name]

[Very good, when I die, please engrave on my tombstone the name of someone from the world of immortality]

[Alas, the scene has changed]

While everyone was noisy, Feng Changyun had already stepped into the hall.

But what she saw after entering was not the empty hall before, but a practice room.

In the training room, there were two golden figures sparring with swords.

The two of them exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye, their movements flowing smoothly, and every move seemed to contain the laws of heaven and earth.

Feng Changyun felt dizzy just after looking at the incense for half a day.

I held on and watched for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore, so I quickly meditated and adjusted my breath.

When the dizziness passed, she stood up, summoned her natal sword, and began to practice swinging the sword imitating the figure.

But the strange thing is that when she practiced swordsmanship in the past, no matter how difficult it was, she couldn't learn it the first time or the second time, but she could always understand something after practicing it twenty times.

But these sword moves were only the first ones. She had practiced them countless times but still couldn't get the point.

Not only that, but it was almost consuming all his spiritual power.

She didn't believe in evil, so she took medicine to quickly replenish her spiritual power and then continued practicing.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but by the end she was soaked in sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water, and water could be squeezed out of her clothes.

The whole person was breathing heavily, but the feeling of stagnation was still there.

She frowned and watched the villain's movements for a while, taking the opportunity to quickly absorb the external spiritual power.

Feng Changyun was watching the villains fighting and didn't notice that she was absorbing spiritual energy much faster than before.

After watching it for a while, the dizzy feeling came again. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, constantly reviewing the actions in her mind.

After a while, I opened my eyes again. This time, I don't know why, but there seemed to be some kind of feeling guiding me.

She then felt that her entire aura had changed, becoming calmer and a little more sharp.

Drawing the sword again, countless movements echoed in her mind. Her movements became faster and faster, and her moves became more and more fierce.

After completing the whole set of sword moves, her spiritual energy was exhausted, and she squatted on the ground with a pale face, constantly adjusting her breathing, and added another spirit-reviving pill.

Seeing that the villain had nothing else to teach her, Feng Changyun also stood up and walked outside after he had dissipated.

Just as she moved her feet, she suddenly felt a cold murderous intent coming from behind her.

Without enough time to think about it, Chengkun unsheathed his sword and turned around to block the blow.

Feng Changyun looked up and saw an ethereal figure appearing in front of her.

There was a faint white light around the figure, making it difficult to see the face clearly.

She made up her mind, adjusted her condition and immediately used the sword technique she had just learned.

The figure struck again. Feng Changyun dodged a few moves and was knocked away by a sword. She hit the wall before stopping.

She spat out the blood and wiped the corners of her mouth. Fighting spirit poured out of her body. The corners of her lips curled up and she said loudly, "Thank you for your advice, senior. Come again!"

After saying that, she jumped up and attacked first. Unfortunately, the figure's swordsmanship was very advanced, and Feng Changyun had not mastered the newly learned swordsmanship yet, so she was knocked away more than ten times in a row.

Her face was pale, her internal organs were displaced and she was sweating in pain, and three of her ribs were broken.

She vomited out an unknown amount of blood, but she still held on to her sword and attacked again.

And seeing Feng Changyun working so hard, the live broadcast room exploded again.

[Really, I’m not jealous at all now that her cultivation level is so high. There are some things that people really deserve]

[Damn, she’s so cruel, boss, she’s too cruel to herself, right?]

[Ugh, let's take a rest, stop abusing the boss, please]

[By the way, am I the only one who noticed? Since the beginning of the live broadcast, the boss has never rested. He is either practicing or busy doing this]

[I thought I was the only one who noticed it, boss, she is really too curly]

[People who are better than me work harder than me, so why should I continue to lie flat? Brothers, roll up]

[Please wake up upstairs, if you practice, it’s yours, but if you work hard, it’s only your boss’s.]

[I really admire those people with super strong execution ability. Self-discipline is really difficult. How on earth do the big guys manage to persist for decades? 】

[Ah ah ah, the boss was shot away again, stop it! ! 】

Feng Changyun didn't stop, and neither did the figure.

The two of them were going back and forth, and Feng Changyun could last only the first few breaths, and now she was gradually able to burn more than half a stick of incense under the figure's hand.

Maybe the figure was impatient, so the blow was a bit heavy this time, and Feng Changyun was knocked unconscious.

Seeing Feng Changyun fainting, the figure came over to take a look in a very humane manner. After confirming that he could not get up, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey, you girl, with your cultivation level, if you didn't have..." The figure paused for a moment, and then said: "But it seems that he didn't make a mistake, otherwise, how could you have obtained my Zhengjian sect? inheritance?”

The figure squatted next to Feng Changyun for a while, and sighed: "The younger generation is to be feared, the younger generation is to be feared."

After saying that, he disappeared.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were not calm anymore.

[No, why are you breathing heavily when you speak? 】

[What does the boss have on him? Can you speak clearly? Don't go, hey! 】

[Just tell us quietly, we will never tell the boss]

[This old man is not sincere, eh eh eh eh]